And all die slowly
And birds might fall from black skies
Senses working overtime
I've got one, two, three, four, five
And all live slowly
It's just for me to kick in space
I've got one, two, three, four, five
The pain and pleasure
I've got one, two, three, four, five
My, my
Trying to take this all in
There's fodder for the cannons
Hey hey
Pain and pleasure
The sun is pie
But to me it's very very beautiful
And bullies might give you black eyes
And all sleep safely
Trying to taste the difference
The sky will cry
Trying to taste the difference
One, two, three, four, five
It's just for me to kick in space
Trying to take this all in
Senses working overtime
And the church bells softly chime
The pain and pleasure
It's just for me to feed my face
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
Hey hey
And the church bells softly chime
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
My, my
And buses might skid on black ice
Senses working overtime
'Tween the lemons and limes
Senses working overtime
And the innocents can all sleep safely
Senses working overtime
And I've got one, two, three, four, five
'Tween the lemons and limes
Senses working overtime
Publisher: EMI VIRGIN MUSIC, INC
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely
Jewels for the thirsty
Trying to taste the difference
Night fights day
And the church bells softly chime
And all the world is football shaped
The clouds are away
And the innocents can all live slowly
'Tween the lemons and limes
And the guilty ones can all die slowly
And all the world is biscuit shaped
There's straw for the donkeys
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
Trying to take this all in
There's food for the thinkers
And all sleep safely
Songwriter: Andy Partridge
And all the world is football shaped
And I've got one, two, three, four, five